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LYRA: Expecting it to be taken to-morrow or next day? Accept my encomiums. A male devotee is within an inch of a miracle. Women had been looking for this model for ages, uncle. HOMEWARE: You are the model, Mr Arden! LYRA: Can you have intended to say that it is in view of marriage you are devoted to the widow of Professor Towers? ARDEN: My one view.
He said goodbye so tenderly that I would have kissed his sleeve. The effort to restrain myself made me like an icicle. Oh! adieu, mon parrain! By George Meredith ARDEN,............. In love with Astraea. SWITHIN,........... Sympathetics. DAME DRESDEN,...... Sister to Homeware. ASTRAEA,........... Niece to Dame Dresden and Homeware. LYRA,.............. A Wife.
LYRA: It is a star you are beseeching to descend. ARDEN: It is. LYRA: You disappoint me hugely. You are of the ordinary tribe after all; and your devotion craves an enormous exchange, infinitely surpassing the amount you bestow. ARDEN: It does. She is rich in gifts; I am poor. But I give all I have. LYRA: These lovers, uncle Homeware! HOMEWARE: A honey-bag is hung up and we have them about us.
ASTRAEA: Arden! we are lost. ARDEN: Astraea! Support him! Though I knew not his design, It plants me in mid-heaven. Would it were Not you, but I to bear the shock. My love! We lost, you cry; you join me with you lost! The truth leaps from your heart: and let it shine To light us on our brilliant battle day And victory ASTRAEA: Who betrayed me! HOMEWARE: Who betrayed?
LYRA: Where is a woman's husband when she is away from him? HOMEWARE: In Purgatory, by the proper reckoning. But hurry up the avenue, or you will be late for Professor Spiral's address. LYRA: I know it all without hearing. Their Spiral! Ah, Mr. Arden! You have not chosen badly. The greater my experience, the more do I value my uncle Homeware's company.
HOMEWARE: It is reported of an ancient folk Which worshipped idols, that upon a day Their idol pitched before them on the floor ASTRAEA: Was ever so ridiculous a tale! HOMEWARE To call the attendant fires to account Their elders forthwith sat... ASTRAEA: Is there no prayer Will move you, uncle Homeware? HOMEWARE: God-daughter, This gentleman for you I have proposed As husband.
ARDEN: So prosaic a creature as I would not dare to call her that. HOMEWARE: You have the timely mantle of modesty, Mr. Arden. She has prepared you for some of the tests with her uncle Homeware. ARDEN: She warned me to be myself, without a spice of affectation. HOMEWARE: No harder task could be set a young man in modern days. Oh, the humorous damsel. You sketch me the dimple at her mouth.
ASTRAEA: For what purpose? ARDEN: Can I guess? ASTRAEA: I think 'tis you who have the trifler's note. My hearing is acute, and when you speak, Two voices ring, though you speak fervidly. Your Osier quotation jars. Beware! Why were you absent from our meeting-place This morning? ARDEN: I was on the way, and met Your uncle Homeware ASTRAEA: Ah! ARDEN: He loves you.
HOMEWARE: There's now suspense on earth and round the spheres. ARDEN: She's mine now: mine! or I am doomed to go. HOMEWARE: The marriage ring, or the portmanteau now! ARDEN: Laugh as you like, air! I am not ashamed To love and own it. HOMEWARE: So the symptoms show. Rightly, young man, and proving a good breed.
Pretenders to the hand of an inviolate widow bite like waves at a rock. LYRA: Professor Spiral advances rapidly. HOMEWARE: Not, it would appear, when he has his audience of ladies and their satellites. LYRA: I am sure I hear a spring-tide of enthusiasm coming. ARDEN: I will see. LYRA: Now! my own dear uncle, save me from Pluriel.
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